What time is it now? I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time on my watch. Time passed so slowly. It must be the second or third singles match now. Sleeping in a tree is really uncomfortable.
Looking back at the matches I watched on DVD, the second singles seemed to be a match between Fuji-senpai and Kirihara. Kirihara was playing violent tennis. Will Fuji-senpai, who has always had a gentle temperament, be injured? No matter who of the two of them was injured, she would not care.
hope.
With this thought in mind, he jumped down from the tree and trotted all the way to the tennis court. It was already too late. Seeing Fuji being knocked to the ground by Kirihara's serve, Sacrifice Hitomi stopped running and walked step by step in the direction of Ninzu and the others.
Go.
"Where did you just go..."
Hinata didn't finish what she said. Seeing the expressionless look on Xue Tong's face, she mistakenly thought she was angry, so she didn't continue. But Xiao Xue was really easily angry today.
"You deliberately let Fuji-senpai catch the ball because you want Fuji-senpai to increase the burden on your knees. As expected of Kirihara, you are really wise." He deliberately pretended to analyze the game seriously, but in fact he didn't want anyone to know what he was thinking.
As soon as these words came out, several of Hyōtei's main candidates looked surprised. Aren't most people supposed to feel angry first? "Um...Aren't you angry at Fuji-kun's behavior?" Feng asked cautiously.
"Why should I be angry?" Feng asked back. Seeing that he didn't know what to say, he smiled softly and said, "I just look at this game as a tennis player. He didn't commit a foul. He just used his own way.
He just came to win the game and he deserves to be respected."
Several people fell silent after hearing Ji Xue Tong's words. They wanted to refute but couldn't say anything because what she said made sense, as if they were just a group of emotional single-celled organisms.
A ball hit Fuji's abdomen, and he knelt down on the ground because of the pain. There was always a smile on Ji Xue Tong's face, but if you look carefully, you can notice the clenched fists, and you can't see Fu Feng.
I hadn't discovered the video of the captain's match before, but now I've seen it with my own eyes and realized that tennis is also a dangerous sport.
"Even though you said that, I'm still worried about Fuji." Hinata said disdainfully, pointing at Ji Xuetong's hand. Only then did Ji Xuetong notice that the hand was pricked by the nails that were not long.
Fingerprints.
How could it be possible? How could she worry about him? He was obviously just a companion, not a friend. Why should she worry about him? "You think too much." Although he was very complicated on the inside, he was still as calm and calm as ever on the outside.
"Obviously..." Renzu covered his mouth, and Renzu shook his head at Hinata to signal him to stop talking. Following Renzu's line of sight, Hinata looked at Sacrifice Blood Eyes, and found that her face looked very bad, as if she only wanted him.
If she said anything more, she would explode at any time, so she wisely did not continue.
Seeing Fuji trying hard to get up but unable to do so, Ji Xuetong felt that her breathing was rising and falling along with Fuji's movements. It was like she was about to suffocate. It was an uncomfortable feeling. She didn't want this.
"Fuji, stand up!" A very weighty voice moved towards the voice, remembering that it seemed to be Fudamine's minister, "You should be more powerful than this. If you lose like this, the champion will be Tatsumi."
Now that I'm older, is that okay, Fuji? Stand up and fight, Fuji."